Andrew Wilson: Favorites

Dec 2013 Andrew Wilson

Amelia

all the lightbulbs in the world won't keep me warm

the intricacy of lines on your palm won't save you from a ****** future

god is hiding in the bruises on their knees

eat me out and leave a husk

they drowned me in an ocean of ***** and blood

Oct 2013 Andrew Wilson

i want a rest.

Oct 2013 Andrew Wilson

Amelia

i want a rest.

i'm just so tired
of fingers in my mouth and being ****** on the floor.

i'm a very bored
of being reborn with each pill and christened with a shot of *****.

what happened to my dreams.

TW: Drug use, alcohol, ***.

Oct 2013 Andrew Wilson

scum

Oct 2013 Andrew Wilson

Amelia

****

Did it make you feel good
to give a girl twelve years your junior
enough ******
to **** her?

Does it get you hard
when you see her
fall back,
susceptible to you?

Did it make you feel like a man
to make her blood
almost as toxic
as you?

How do you fall asleep at night?

TW: Drug use.

Oct 2013 Andrew Wilson

It's 3AM and I Hear Dial Tones

Oct 2013 Andrew Wilson

Amelia

It's 3AM and I Hear Dial Tones

beep
beep
beep

Hey, it's me. You know what to do after the beep, so do it!

beep

I love you and I thought you knew that.

beep
beep
beep

Hey, it's me. You know what to do after the beep, so do it!

beep

What happened to the plans we made?

beep
beep
beep

Hey, it's me. You know what to do after the beep, so do it!

beep

Your mother called me today.

beep
beep
beep

Hey, it's me. You know what to do after the beep, so do it!

beep

You never did your half of the dishes.

beep
beep
beep

Hey, it's me. You know what to do after the beep, so do it!

beep

Thank you. For everything. I mean it.

beep
beep
beep

Hey, it's me. You know what to do after the beep, so do it!

beep

Why would you do this to me?

beep
beep
beep

Hey, it's me. You know what to do after the beep, so do it!

beep

*******. You took everything away from me! Everything!

beep
beep
beep

Hey, it's me. You know what to do after the beep, so do it!

beep

I'm sorry. Please come back.

beep
beep
beep

Hey, it's me. You know what to do after the beep, so do it!

beep

My sheets don't smell like you anymore.

beep
beep
beep

Hey, it's me. You know what to do after the beep, so do it!

beep

Not even drugs make me happy anymore. You took everything. I hope you know that.

beep
beep
beep

Hey, it's me. You know what to do after the beep, so do it!

beep

I miss you so ******* much.

beep
beep
beep

Hey, it's me. You know what to do after the beep, so do it!

beep

I love you. I do. I always will. I promise. ****.

beep
beep
beep

Hey, it's me. You know what to do after the beep, so do it!

beep

I miss you so much.

beep
beep
beep

Hey, it's me. You know what to do after the beep, so do it!

beep

Your sister is shutting off this phone and I don't know what I'll be able to do if I can't call you.

beep
beep
beep

Hey, it's me. You know what to do after the beep, so do it!

beep

I miss you so ******* much. I visited your grave today. I can't believe I've survived fifteen days without you.

beep
beep
beep

The number you have dialed is not in service. Please check the number and dial again. Good-bye.

beep beep beep*

I'll hear your voice again tomorrow. I love you. I'll see you soon.

Oct 2013 Andrew Wilson

medicated lover

Oct 2013 Andrew Wilson

Amelia

medicated lover

when my lips touched yours i knew it was a lie
but you never let me taste the truth.

when i saw you, my thrilled, sparkling eyes
never matched your red, faded ones.

when i traced the curves of your body
you moaned harder than you should have.

when you touched me
i finally felt right

but you were never there when you were with me
so i know that i am still wrong.

when my lips touched yours i knew you were a lie
but all i ever gave you was the truth.

TW: Drug use implications.

Oct 2013 Andrew Wilson

Endings

Oct 2013 Andrew Wilson

Amelia

Endings

The place I love most is somewhere I haven't been.
There is light and empty spaces and monogrammed dish towels.
There is. a painting that almost captures the way
sunshine
made her eyes look like caramel.

I have dreamed of this place.
Where the phone never rings and parsley grows on the windowsill.
Where there are enough coats to fill their wrought-iron hangers.

I have dreamed
of this place
where she did not give up her consciousness.

I stepped on a bug.
It did not deserve to die.

— The End —